“Julie. I am only going to say this one time… You already know that’s not what I’m here for and I will refuse to help you and your husband again if it continues.” I crossed my arms over my chest, disappointment clear.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s come over me today. I think it’s ‘cause I’m so excited to get started.” She visibly shook herself.
“Then tell me, what is it we are going to be exploring today?” I dropped my arms and let the tension release from my shoulders. I didn’t like having to put my customers in an awkward position, but on the other hand, I wasn't willing to let them treat me like a piece of meat or put me in the middle of the problems in their relationship I was there to fix. If they wanted to step outside of their marriage to find whatever was missing in their relationship, they would have to look elsewhere for that.
"I'd like to fuck my husband," Julie said as an unusual smirk crept onto her face.
"Care to expand?" That was a given, since that was generally why I was brought into relationships and bedrooms.
"I want to put on a strap-on and fuck him. Or is it called pegging? Whatever. I want to give it to him. I know he wants it." Julie pulled a strap-on set-up out of a drawer near the bedside.
I nodded. It was not an unusual request from either side. "Let me talk to your husband, and then I’ll come back and let you know how it goes."
She gave me an enthusiastic thumbs-up while fiddling with the straps — trying to figure out how to get it on.
Taking a calming breath, I let myself into the room across the hall after a short knock.
Steven was sitting at the desk in the corner. He turned and smiled at me as he shut his lap top. "So, what are we doing today, doc?"
"I'm not sure how comfortable you'll be with it. However, your wife seems to think you are more than ready for this step," I told him, leaning back against the door.
"Hit me with it." Pushing in the chair to the desk, Steven stood and tucked his hands in his pockets.
"She'd like to use a strap-on — on you." I waited. I'd seen just about every reaction before so I waited for his.
"I'm listening. I don't want to say that I'm excited, but I'm not completely put off by the idea either." He shrugged. "I suppose what I mean is, I'll try it. Why not? I can always change my mind, right?"
"Exactly. Try everything once is my motto." I laughed softly. "Let me go help get your wife ready and then we will have you come in."
He nodded and I made my way back to Julie. She had already figured out how to get the thick, black straps on and had a wide, hard, rubber penis hanging in front of her thighs.
"Looks sexy, right? I think so anyway. I bet he will too." Julie bit her lip in obvious excitement as she let her hand slide up and down the appendage.
"Can you wait in the bathroom just for a moment while I get Steven in here and ready?" I asked, but turned my back without waiting for an answer.
Across the hall, Steven had already shed his shirt and jeans and was waiting in only his white briefs. Again, not my favorite sight, but I'd seen worse. Quickly ushering him across the hall and onto the bed, I had him relaxed against the pillow just as Julie opened the door and sauntered into the room with nothing on but the strap-on.
"Oh wow. Jumping right in." Steven took a couple of deep breaths before nodding at his wife. "Let's do this, baby."
"It would actually be better if you exchanged some foreplay first — you know, get the motors revving and ready before you jump right into that. It'll help make it easier and less painful." I stepped up to the bed just as Julie climbed on the other side to lounge next to her husband.
"It's going to hurt?" Steven's head snapped up to look at me.
"A bit. The more foreplay and lube used, the less it'll hurt. It will feel uncomfortable until you get used to it." I reassured him.
"Have you done it?" he asked.
My least favorite question. While I would help with just about any situation my clients had, I didn't like including my personal experiences and preferences.
Smiling, I gave a one-shoulder shrug. "I don't like to share my personal stuff. Sorry." I had experienced being fucked by a woman and a man and it was pleasurable both times, but it was completely none of their business. "Just know that any time you want to stop, just say the word. Talk it out with your wife. Breathe through any discomfort. I am here to make sure everything goes smoothly so be as free and open as you can. And you can be as vocal as you'd like, it won't bother me."
"Yes, of course doc." Steven nodded rapidly.
I stepped back from the bed and let them get started kissing and fondling. Although my eyes never left the bed, my mind wandered to Alix and what it would be like to get my dick in her. I wondered if she'd ever had it up the ass or if she'd let me show her the ways of that if she hadn't.
Moaning from the couple in front of me snapped me out of my musings. Both looked to be ready to move to the fun part. They had even removed Steven’s briefs while I was lost in thought. Quietly pulling on rubber gloves as protection, I stepped up next to the bed with a bottle of lube from the nightstand.
“You ready?” I quietly asked, leaning my hip against the bed to get their attention.
“Yes, God, yes,” Julie mewled as she rutted the rubber penis against her husband’s dark pink, dripping one.
They had already gotten themselves situated with Julie on top of Steven so I popped open the top of the container. “Let’s get you all lubed up, Julie.”
She sat back on her haunches and thrust the penis at me. I held the bottle clear of the appendage and let a few drops fall on it. When she continued to stare at me, expecting me to do more, I shook my head and dripped a bit more on it.
“You smooth it in. Get it ready for Steven,” I told her. As she took her penis in hand and stroked it, I looked to Steven. “Spread your thighs as far as you comfortably can.”
He cleared his throat uncomfortably, but did as I asked. I let a few drops of the lube drip down the path between his balls and puckered hole. Before I could say anything else, Julie was there, rubbing it in and slowly pressing the tip of one of her fingers past the squeezing muscle.
“I know how to do this part. He likes it when I play with his ass. Don’t you baby?” She confidently slid her finger in farther and farther before picking up a slow rhythm of press and slide.
“Excellent. Now gently add another finger. Keep the same rhythm.” I told her. Slowly I talked her through adding another finger then changing her fingers out for the slicked-up dildo attached to her hips. Her large hips and rounded belly made it hard for her to get the angle right for the dildo though, which is what I had suspected was going to happen. Steven wasn’t in any better position to help, so I reached forward and helped her line up with his tight rosette until she managed to get the head to enter him.
As soon as I could, I got my hand out from between their bodies and stepped back from the bed. They didn’t need much guidance from that point so I removed my gloves and stood back to wait until they finished. It was rare that I had to “help” in that manner, and for that I was thankful. While I didn’t mind watching and instructing, I didn’t find pleasure in being an assistant to another like that. It made the dominant side of me want to come out and take over the situation when it wasn’t my place.
I did have to help one final time when I instructed Julie to jerk her husband off while she was thrusting into his ass. Once she did that, they were both spent minutes later. After making sure the dildo was safely extracted and there wasn’t any bleeding from Steven that I could see, I left the satiated couple to enjoy their afterglow.
Chapter 9
Alix